A small spot for me to publish random thoughts that might help other writers find that tiny voice echoing feebly inside their heads.

Tuesday, May 10, 2016

Sexy Without the Sex and I Love Dialogue from Bad Day

Once
in awhile, a scene can qualify for more than one post—this is one
such scene. Reva Kelly is an up and coming wedding planner who has
one of the worst days of her life. Falling flat on her face isn't
enough, she has to fall and break her ankle running in the rain on
her lunch break. Enter the handsome and charming Dr. Hal Perrine.
He's got everything going for him, suave, intelligent, great
teeth—and he's not her doctor.

Hal
joined me in the shower. Of course, since we were naked, he took full
advantage. It was a very relaxing and fulfilling shower. I felt
better afterward, as I'm sure he did. Once we were clean and dry, I
went through his closet. Hal stood behind me, both of us naked,
fondling me as I went through his clothing.

"Wear
this," I said, holding up the clothing I'd chosen.

With
difficulty, because he stood behind me with his erection pressing
against my ass, I set the clothing on the bed. He had the perfect
clothing—tan chinos and a sage green polo style shirt with the
famous Tillerman Department Store Mallard on the left breast.

"Let's
go back to bed a little while longer," he begged, kissing and
nibbling me as I tried to get dressed.

"Focus
for me, Hal. Is that short for Henry?"

He
stopped his groping, startled by my question. I repeated it.

"No."
He grinned. "Funny, not the question I was expecting. It's short
for Halden. Mom opted for the same ending instead of the same
beginning. So Caden and Halden."

"Which
of you is older?"

"Caden
by ten minutes. Why?"

"Curious,
that's all. It's the kind of thing a fiancée should know, don't you
think?"